Unknown POV
I drop the package off on the doorstep, just like any other delivery dude. Thankfully it had been super easy to get hired on for this delivery job, and the delivery service hadn’t questioned any of the fake documents I had given them. Well, they weren’t exactly fake. They just weren’t mine.
I signed all of their paperwork. I watched their training videos. I did everything they asked of me, including doing the job as perfectly as could be for over a week. All so I could get my hands on a uniform and a delivery truck with their logo on it. I wanted this drop off to look legit when I place the package on that assholes widows doorstep. Then I’m going to dump the truck somewhere, and nobody will ever see “Jason Horvath” ever again. Except for the guys in the morgue who
